True story: The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl #1 was the first new Marvel comic book I’ve ever bought and read. I’ve loved Ryan North and his work for years, from Dinosaur Comics to The Midas Flesh, from Machine of Death to To Be or Not To Be: That is the Adventure. I was only vaguely familiar with Squirrel Girl, but I was…

There not called Hugz by Dre for a reason.

This piece doesn’t really come off to me as mocking her or her career change, but rather mocking the way people are talking about her career change.

Listen, you tit, I made tit perfectly clear. Get the tits out of your ears and listen the tit up.

Tits distract him. Once the tits are gone he will TOTALLY hunker down and deal with all that non-tit stuff. That’s the tit truth.

Awww shucks. The books just looked so lost and frightened while surrounded with facts and reasoned arguments. They seemed much happier in the world of imagination.

We both have the best of intentions for female patients, and I deeply respect your position. But I just cannot support an ineffective, potentially harmful (because it decreases serotonin and increases epinephrine, it has the potential to precipitate depressive episodes and anxiety episodes) drug in the hopes that it…

Did it regularly while working at David’s Bridal for 6ish months. Did it a few times working at Nordstrom in cosmetics.

I went to the bathroom and now the bathroom has two new holes in the wall. That was the last line of my story. (The wall was adjacent to H.R. office, that was my last story too.)

You know, I’m surprised that I don’t have any from the rough-as-hell bar I used to work in where 99% of the clientele were either coming down or going up. Every other public-facing job I have tonnes...

I never cried during my years of Fast Food. But that was because my boss let everyone know about the designated frustration zone in the back.

I worked in a call center one summer as a teen. This wasn’t telemarketing; it was calling credit card holders to let them know about potentially fraudulent activity. We were still on an auto-dialer, though.

I have been lucky* that I only worked retail, not food service, and even then it was at Circuit City (remember them?) for 2-3 years. Most of my stories came from selling a TV to a local college football player who won the National Championship two weeks beforehand, having to deal with people who had no idea how…

Way too late and I’m way too gray but if it makes you feel any better I’ve known lots of people who have done all kinds of jobs at museums and none of them have enjoyed it. Ticket takers, coat check people, security, display designers, graphic artists, docents, curators, “fellows”, restaurant workers and managers…You…

People not to date:

The other day, I saw her book in a bookstore and moved it back to the fiction section.

I wanted to be that special snowflake that never cried on the job ever but... yeah, oh my god.

I always preferred to cry while smoking by the dumpster (we weren’t allowed to smoke anywhere on site so we hid by the dumpster).

what? never. always cry in the walk in cooler. it keeps your face from getting as puffy so the customers can’t tell you’ve been crying

Oh a thousand stars. Yes.